Title: Mission Accepted

Summary: Heero, Duo, Trowa, and Wufei have been captured while on a mission; Quatre has been ordered to retrieve them. What if a deep secret is revealed? What effect would it have on the Gundam pilots?

Pairings: 3x4

Warnings: Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Some Violence, Timeline will be altered from series.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or make any profit from this story.

Chapter 3: Six Weeks Later

Six weeks have passed since that mission, I haven't seen the other pilots but I think about them every day. I mostly gather information so the other pilots. I wish I had had the time to explain why I did what I did. I feel like everything has changed. That they will look at me differently. Maybe even treat me differently. They've always taken things easy on me. Even after space; after I had hurt Heero and nearly killed Trowa. They've always tried to protect me. They've been my friends. My comrades and team. I care for them. I hope they are safe. Wherever they are.

Hey Quat,

Just checking in. I'm on Colony C and will be soon be heading on another mission.

It was after midnight and she was still up; sitting at her laptop, researching a town outside the Sanc Kingdom, Haustos, OZ soldiers used as a type of hangout. That afternoon she would be on a train to the town. Her mission was to gather intel on enemy camps along the Sanc Kingdom borders. She would have to enter the town as a tourist. After getting what she needed to she would head for the capital to attend Relena Peacecraft's academy, protecting Relena.

There was a knock on her door, she turned when Rashid entered.

"Miss Quatre, you have train to catch in a few hours." Rashid reminded her.

"I can sleep on the train Rashid, don't worry." Quatre responded.

"This mission could be dangerous Miss Quatre. You need to be in top condition, well rested for your journey." He said.

"Your right Rashid only a little longer." Quatre smiled.

Slipping out of her chair Quatre went to stand by her window. Gazing at the sleeping town Quatre spoke, "I wish for all of you to stay here. I would like to do this mission on my own."

"I thought you would think so, which is why I had this prepared for you." He said setting a ticket on the desk beside her.

"Thank you Rashid, She laughed, I leave before sunrise?"

"Indeed." He answered before leaving the room.

She entered her bathroom and looked in to the mirror. Her hair was longer than it had been before now just passed her shoulders. Her eyes still the same bright colored blue. She undressed and looked at herself. Her scar from her wound immediately catching her attention.

It was still bright pink sometimes even reopening. She normally kept it to herself. With her only going on substandard missions she somehow felt useless. Like she wasn't doing her part, that maybe her more difficult missions were being passed onto the other pilots. She hated that anyone may see her weak, especially her fellow pilots. That her being a woman may cause issues between each of them, that they may think she needed protecting. She would not allow herself be made helpless. She owed them her life, without them she would be dead. She was going to prove to them that she was as good as any of them before this war was ended.

Moving her eyes from scar she looked at herself in the mirror. She had gained weight and even looked healthier. She wasn't fat or anything, just looked like a young lady. And she wouldn't be winning any beauty pageants anytime soon but she felt that she was pretty. Still barely over five feet, but pretty. She remembered growing up and her older sisters always picking on her to be a lady and teaching her to be kind and caring for others who weren't so fortunate. That honesty would always make life easier. She wondered how they would feel if they saw her now. Breaking her promise to father about her identity.

She missed him. Her father wished that she hadn't despised him the way she did. That she could go back in time and somehow change things. Apologize for disobeying him and going against his teaching and beliefs. She was thankful for Irena, her oldest sister, for taking care of the Winner Corporation for the time being. Though sometimes she had to attend gathering, Quatre had left it to her sister to run things.

She was grateful more than anything. That she didn't have to worry about it. She couldn't wait for the war to end and she could spend more time with her sisters and get to know them better.

She missed being that carefree girl before meeting Instructor H. Maybe after this war she could find her again. She remembered how she could spend hours just playing the violin or the piano. Music had always made her smile.

She missed that girl, but somehow she knew if she had the chance she wouldn't change a thing. That she wasn't just fighting for herself but for everyone. On the colonies and the people of earth. She knew that somehow there had to be a way to change things. To equalize everyone's rights. She cared for this world they lived in and believed that it was everyone's job to fix it. And until then she would continue to follow her orders and fight for the colonies.

She would do her best to protect the other pilots as well. They were important to her, she cared deeply for them. Heero with cold demeanor deserved so much more than to be the ultimate soldier; he needed to know what true happiness was. Duo grew up on L2, after hearing the story of how he came to be today. Quatre wanted nothing more than to take away all that sadness. She knew something had happened to Wufie long ago, Quatre only hoped that he could trust her enough to let her in. Along with Trowa, who she didn't know a lot about. He was someone that she wouldn't allow to be lost in this war. She would do everything in her power to protect him.

Leaving her thoughts alone. She turned on the knobs to the bath. Her role was to be a young lady traveling alone to school. Only stopping overnight to rest before school. She would be Quatrina Winner. She was excited. She got to be herself, a teenage girl.

After her bath, she decided to double check her suitcase. A maid had went ahead and packed it but somehow she knew it would be full of expensive dresses that could make other people enviest or even feel about their appearances. She didn't like to show off that she was wealthy. Of course it helped when she needed something as soon as possible or needed shelter. But she liked people to be her friend for her. After repacking her suitcases with what she felt would be better choices she went back to her bathroom sink to dry her hair. Tying it with a blue bow. She went to her closet and pulled out a light blue, knee length day dress. It had half short sleeves and was solid blue. Her sandals matched the dress and the bow. Her white cardigan over her dress she grabbed her rolling suitcase and threw her back pack over her shoulder. Leaving her room and walked silently to meet the waiting car outside.

It was sunrise when she boarded the crowded train. With the war escalating many people were heading to the neutral nation. Hoping that the Sanc Kingdom's borders would protect them. Quatre knew that Relena's ideals would soon be cause for an attack. OZ would tire of her shortly and the treats on her life would increase. Even though Quatre longed for peace, she knew there would always be fighting maybe not between the Earth and Colonies, but between some two armies. It would be a fantasy that war would forever end.

She was sitting in a cabin alone looking out the window when the door slid opened.

AN: Please R and Review. I haven't decided who she' meeting. I think it might be Wufie or Heero.